Even the past, fades away...
When would you decide?
They were all waiting...
I was waiting
The problem
I refused to settle
Why settle
I want passion
Feeling
True feeling
not that kind
that fades
time...
feelings
come and go
like nights and days
from one to the next
I’d search
Finding it easiest
if only you
live in the now
feeling each feeling
as its real
as it happens
and not
slowing down
not stopping
running
fleeting
living lifes
race track
of love
exploring
people
and
moments
like a Conquistador
searching
for the taste
saturating my lips
with only
the finest wines
moving again
only after
the last sip
is finished
ready to
fill up again
